Chapter 1313 1285. Blockade
Although they did not go with Maria and Lan, Mark and Henrik supported each other and continued to move towards the top of Yanan.
But it was different from the scene they expected, where everyone was running to the higher church town.
It was very quiet on the way to Mission Town.
The flames are burning, the buildings are collapsing, and the air is filled with a strong smell of choking smoke and blood.
"Wow~"
Mark and Henrik were almost in a daze, looking down at the water splashing due to their footsteps.
It should be a blessing to have so much water in a city where fires are out of control, but the problem is that these liquids are blood!
The passage to Church Town has not been completely repaired. There is only a stone brick road, which is sandwiched between the rocks on both sides.
The huge amount of blood made this place almost mistaken for a puddle by Mark and Henrik.
"This is the end."
Under the mask, Henrik said hesitantly in a low voice, almost groaning.
What is going on here? !
There are many corpses, most of them are the corpses of Yanan townspeople.
They also wear everyday clothes, overalls, dresses and so on.
But the corpses themselves were in pieces, and some of them still had burnt marks.
The damage to these corpses was so great that even Henrik and Mark couldn't tell what killed them from the scars, so much blood flowed out and accumulated here.
“Those disastrous beasts!”
Mark trembled his lips and murmured in a low voice.
Besides the monsters spawned by lycanthropy, what else can create such bloody and bizarre scenes?
Henrik and Mark didn't dare to stay any longer and take a closer look.
This night has been too deep.
They hurried forward, and finally, while on high alert, some faint human voices appeared in front of them.
Human voices.
On this night, even two young hunters will find comfort in hearing a large number of their own kind.
And when they got closer and saw clearly who those people were, they felt even more relieved.
"Mr. Ludwig!"
Mark was the first to speak. Although he did not feel tired, he still let out a big breath involuntarily.
This is a sense of relaxation from a psychological level.
Only because of one person, the founder of the Church Hunter, the glorious Ludwig.
This legendary hunter was standing with a group of old hunters and his church hunters, each of them lowering his head and talking about something.
Mark saw Maria before, and her expression was not abnormal.
Because although Maria is famous, a large part of the reason is because she is the apprentice of [The First Hunter] Geman.
But Ludwig, he is a legend in his own right.
Mark took the lead and walked quickly towards this group of elite hunters, and Henrik was led by him and trotted a few steps.
But after taking two steps at a trot, Henryk, who was originally following Mark, couldn't help but pause.
The pair of eyes sandwiched between the three-cornered hat and the mask, with an expression of surprise and uncertainty, scanned the legendary, heroic and glorious Ludwig, and the group of hunters he led.
Ludwig's expression was tired, but persistent, which gave him a feeling like a martyred ascetic in the story.
Henryk only thinks that everyone’s evaluation of this heroic hunter is not wrong.
But on the other hand
These hunters, what is going on with them? !
Henryk's heart suddenly tightened, and the reason was very clear - the malice coming from the eyes of many old hunters, and the bloody smell that was so thick that it almost made it hard to breathe!
Henryk's steps were sluggish amid these anomalies.
But Mark seemed to be focused on Ludwig, so he continued to approach without noticing.
This is normal. After all, it is not easy to estimate how many church hunters entered this cruel profession because of their personal worship of Ludwig.
But the proportion of the answer must not be small.
“We found a very tragic scene not far ahead, Ludwig!”
Mark, who had always been calm and a little cold, now had a very obvious tone in his tone. mood.
"Many people died there, and their blood has accumulated into pools. It must have been done by very ferocious beasts!"
Is there a sense of joy in that tone? Do you have the backbone of confidence? The joy of finally ending it all?
Henrik didn't know what emotions Mark was feeling at this time, it was too complicated.
But there is no doubt that the founder of the Church Hunter has not been able to respond to Mark's current emotions and thoughts at this time.
Ludwig’s tired but persistent face nodded.
"Yes, I know the situation over there." He said calmly, "But now, Mark. I need you to give your friend behind you an injection of a blood collection bottle."
If it had been a day ago, when Mark called his name to Ludwig, his calm face would have immediately revealed a look of surprise and glory.
But now, he only felt shocked.
"No" Mark's expression was confused, as if he was not sure whether he heard correctly just now, "Ludwig, I just said that there is one or more dangerous heads not far ahead." "Yes, I heard it." Ludwig interrupted Mark, pursed his lips, and repeated his words, "But I ask you now to give the hunter behind you a blood collection bottle. Immediately."
Mark looked at the leader of the church hunter to which he belonged in disbelief.
After knowing clearly that a large number of people nearby were slaughtered by wild beasts, the glorious Ludwig just calmly asked a hunter to inject a blood collection bottle in front of him? !
In the end.
"Blood collection bottles are precious! We don't have much left with us! And it's still very dangerous here!"
"Get a shot." Faced with Mark's argument, Luther Vichy just repeated calmly, "In front of us, you give him an injection."
"Then you can pass here and go up into the church town."
Mark's entire The person was stunned, and even took a step back unconsciously.
But Henrik had already reacted.
His mask moved slightly, which was his lips murmuring.
"If I don't want to take a blood bottle."
The relief in the young hunter's eyes that was brought out by his companions has disappeared at this time.
He glanced indifferently at the rumored Ludwig and the hunters behind him.
"Then what will happen to you?"
For a moment, Henryk's peripheral vision saw under the brim of the hunters' hats, and an exaggerated, almost inhuman smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
It seems that they are also looking forward to this problem.
There was a 'click', and the sound of the hunter's trumpet gun being loaded seemed extremely abrupt in the silent atmosphere.
Mark's body trembled at the sound, as if suddenly awakened from hysteria.
Only then did he notice that these hunters and Ludwig were covered in a lot of blood.
Their windbreakers, weapons, and hats were covered in blood, just like the blood pool before!
"Those people who died before were not killed by wild beasts but by you."
Henryk said calmly and in a declarative tone.
At this sentence, Ludwig closed his eyes suddenly and took a deep breath of pain.
After a moment of silence, Ludwig whispered.
"This is not an ordinary lycanthropy, young man. This is a beast disaster."
"You guys have been walking all the way and you should have seen the difference tonight, even if you look the most normal, People may suddenly turn into beasts in the next second.”
“We took in many people in Church Town and used all the [blood therapy] reserves to make each of them heal when they came in. Get a needle. Now, only the people in the church town are absolutely safe and pure."
Ludwig's eyes were full of pain, but he still insisted on using these painful eyes to communicate with him. Henrik looked at each other.
"Can you understand? For the sake of the residents who are definitely fine, we must not allow possible dangers and plagues to enter the church town!"
A pocket watch appeared on Ludwig's hand.
After he opened it, he faced Henryk with the dial.
"The church's [blood therapy] reserves have been exhausted. So I can only stay here and let you get an injection yourself to ensure your purity."
He looked towards Mark glanced.
"The clergy of the church will not be infected with lycanthropy, and he does not need to be examined. Moreover, he is familiar with blood and can recognize what are fake and inferior blood collection bottles and what are precious blood collection bottles produced by the church."
"Let him give you an injection in front of us."
"Time is running out. After the church has consumed all the [blood therapy] reserves, it has also given a final time limit to block the road."
As he spoke, Ludwig closed the cover of the pocket watch in his hand heavily.
"You should be the last group of people allowed to pass if you really still have a regular blood collection bottle in your hand."
Henrik and Mark both looked stiff at this time.
They did not ask what would happen if they did not have a regular blood collection bottle produced by the Healing Church.
The blood pool not far from here has made the intentions of these hunters very clear.
They have a combat mission, so it is impossible for them to sell their blood collection bottles.
And if those who want to enter the church town cannot complete self-certification, they will be suspected of being guilty!
In other words, kill them all!
Somehow, Henryk's eyes suddenly flashed across the burning city that had been left behind them, as well as the corpses they had seen on the road.
Those who were burned to death by fire, those who were killed by wild beasts, those who were killed by people.
The meat saw knife he was holding in his hand suddenly tightened slightly.
But there was no room for him to move at all.
Although the extent of his subconscious movements, even Mark beside him didn't feel it at all.
But Ludwig raised the huge gun in his hand with a 'click'.
"Don't be impulsive, young man."
Ludwig's gun was pointed at Henrik's head accurately, and even the angle of the gun's muzzle completely blocked all his Possible paths of motion.
As a person who points a gun at others, Ludwig's face is heavy and painful.
He looked at Henrik almost pleadingly.
"I beg you, don't do this."
(End of this chapter)